Apricot Rain Chapters 1-4

The first note:

"Phone call! Phone call!..."

A series of cute childlike voices rang my phone. I picked it up and saw it was my wife calling.

I casually pressed the answer button.

"Hello!"

There was no answer on the other end, only the faint sounds of people talking and cars honking in the distance.

"Hello!"

I called again, but still no one answered. I smiled helplessly.

"It's time to get Xiaojing a new phone."

My wife Xiaojing's phone has been acting up lately; the dial button is too sensitive, sometimes dialing a number with just a light touch. She called me just half an hour ago, apparently accidentally pressing the keypad and redialing to me. I've received several silent calls from her accidentally dialed in the past two days. This phone is over a year old; I might as well buy her a new one after work today.

I was thinking this when, just as I was about to hang up, a man's voice suddenly rang out: "Xiaojing, how about we go to your place?"

The voice sounded familiar. I was wondering whose voice it was when I heard my wife, Xiaojing, say in a coquettish tone, "What are you saying! My husband will be home soon!"

"Okay, okay, let's go somewhere else. Hehe..."

The voice sounded a bit lecherous. I suddenly remembered—wasn't this man Yang Jianquan, from the same department as Xiaojing? Xiaojing had told me several times that he was very lecherous and often flirted with other women. He was always staring at her lecherously, which was annoying. I joked with her then, saying that's normal for a lecherous man; if he didn't stare at my beautiful wife, he wouldn't be a lecher!

It's no exaggeration to say that my wife, Xiaojing, is indeed a stunning beauty. She has a pretty face, is 166 cm tall, slender and graceful, with snow-white skin and long, shapely legs. Walking down the street, she gets a lot of attention, which often makes me very proud.

When my wife heard me say that, she scolded me for being indecent. Why are those two talking so intimately today? They don't seem like they dislike each other at all!

"How about we go to the Jinli Hotel? It's a nice place. Xiaojing, let's go, I can't hold back anymore!" Yang Jianquan's voice rang out.

After a moment of silence, I heard Xiaojing say, "Okay, you go there and wait for me. I'll call home.

"

Hearing this, I quickly hung up, feeling inexplicably depressed, sensing that something was about to happen.

A few minutes later, my phone rang again, and my wife's soft and clear voice came through: "Honey, I have to have dinner with a client today, I might be back late. Will you eat by yourself?"

"It's okay, work is important!"

"Honey, it's a female client, don't get the wrong idea. Hehe."

"What are you saying! Do you think I'm that petty?" I forced a smile and said.

After hanging up, I comforted myself, maybe they really were going to a hotel to meet a client! But even I felt that thinking that was just self-deception. I idly glanced at the newspaper, but couldn't concentrate on anything. After thinking for a moment, I said goodbye to my colleagues and left work early to drive to the Jinli Hotel. The Jinli Hotel is a four-star hotel, one of our company's designated reception hotels. I often receive guests there, so I know everyone there well. As soon as I left the lobby, the receptionist greeted me warmly:

"Mr. Liu, hello. Are you booking a room or a banquet?"

"No. I wanted to ask something. About half an hour ago, did a man and a woman check into a room?"

The receptionist thought for a moment: "Yes, they did. It seemed like a couple; they booked a double room."

"Do you remember what they looked like?"

"Yes, the woman looked to be in her early twenties, very pretty, about 1.6 meters tall. The man was in his thirties, a little overweight. The woman was wearing..."

Now it was unmistakable—the couple was my wife and her colleague Yang Jianquan. The phrase "cheating" flashed through my mind. I felt angry, yet also had some indescribable feelings. I wanted to rush into the room to see what they were doing, but I stopped myself.

"Mr. Liu, you mean...?"

"Oh, nothing! I couldn't reach two clients, and I was wondering if they'd come directly here. But you said they didn't look like them, so it seems it wasn't them. Maybe they went somewhere else. Thank you!"

"You're welcome, it's nothing! You've taken care of so much business for our hotel. The boss just told us the other day that if you need a room privately, we can just give it to you directly, no need to ask him. Mr. Liu, you're young and capable, and so kind; we all like you very much..."

Young and capable?! His wife slept with another man, what's the point of being capable! I laughed self-deprecatingly and drove home.

Passing a mobile phone store, I had a sudden thought, parked, and bought a brand-new Nokia women's phone.

Back home, I disassembled the phone and installed a miniature listening device. For a telecommunications engineer, this was a piece of cake.

I didn't have much of an appetite, so I casually ate a hamburger I bought on the way. I sat in the living room watching TV, but I couldn't concentrate on anything, constantly changing channels.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, my wife came home, her expression revealing nothing.

"Honey, I'm sorry. Did you eat properly?"

"Yes. Xiaojing, look what I bought you!" I handed her the new phone.

"Wow!" my wife exclaimed excitedly, "It's so beautiful! My phone is almost two years old, the battery is failing.

I was just thinking of buying a new one, and you bought it for me. You're so good to me!"

She kissed me on the cheek. Just then, I smelled a "violet" shower gel on her.

Of all the hotels I knew, only the Jinli Hotel used this shower gel. This meant she had showered in her room; if she was with a client, she wouldn't shower in the room. I sighed inwardly, my last shred of hope shattered: my beautiful wife had really slept with another man in the hotel!

Looking at her snow-white face and radiant smile, I didn't know what to say.

While she was distracted, I grabbed her old phone and quickly entered an internal command, forwarding all the information from her phone to mine. Then, feigning nonchalance, I said, "Let me transfer your old phone numbers over!"

My wife was clearly taken aback, and somewhat flusteredly snatched the phone from my hand, saying, "No need, I can do it myself!"

Then, seemingly realizing she had overreacted, she explained, "I wanted to organize some things while I was at it; I don't plan to keep some numbers on my phone anymore."

"Okay then," I said, feigning indifference. "Take your time, I'm going to the bathroom."

I went into the bathroom, closed the door, and started checking the messages my wife had forwarded to my phone. The latest messages were from Yang Jianquan, and the content was utterly obscene: "Xiao Jing, you're getting more and more beautiful. When I stripped you naked, your snow-white, tender flesh made me want to devour you whole..."

"Xiaojing, your little pussy is so tender! When I put my big cock into your tender little pussy, it's like heaven..."

"Little baby, little beauty, your moaning is so beautiful..."

"Little beauty, when I put my cock into your tempting little mouth, it's so pleasurable! Does my thick semen taste good?..."

What! This lecherous bastard actually made my beautiful wife perform oral sex on him and even shot his semen into her charming little mouth for her to drink!

After that, there were only some irrelevant messages, which my wife had probably already deleted. Only these few messages hadn't been deleted yet.

Looking at these blatantly obscene messages, I was angry, I was sad, but I also felt a faint excitement. The image of my beautiful wife's naked, snow-white body writhing under another man appeared in my mind.

My penis actually got erect!

I severely despised myself, poured some cold water on my penis to make it go down. When I walked out of the bathroom, my wife was organizing her phone. I casually asked her, "Were you busy at work today?"

"Not bad!"

"That Yang Jian guy, have you two been having any trouble lately?"

A blush flashed across my wife's pretty face, then she calmly replied, "He's still the same old lecher. But he hasn't bothered me lately."

I blurted out, almost without thinking, "We're colleagues, if there aren't any major conflicts, let's try to maintain a good relationship!"

I mentally slapped myself, "How could I be so guilty! Maintaining a good relationship, maintaining a good relationship, and it's all gone to bed!"

My wife finally showed a slightly awkward expression, nodded, and lowered her head.

I felt incredibly stifled, so I told her we were out of cigarettes and went out to buy a pack.

I drove for a while, then parked in an open area, lit a cigarette, and slowly began to think.

I was facing an unprecedented crisis. I never imagined my wife and I would break up, and even now, I didn't want to think about it. My wife is so beautiful, and she's always been so good to me and gentle. Was it that I couldn't satisfy her?

But our sex life is still harmonious; we make love every night when we're together. Break up? I really can't bear to part with her fair and tender body.

Suddenly, the listening device in my pocket vibrated. I took out the earpiece and put it on; the phone went dead. A few seconds later, a male voice came from the other end—it was Yang Jianquan's voice: "Little darling, you miss me so soon? Where's your husband?"

"He went out to buy cigarettes. Brother Yang, please stop sending me those kinds of messages; my husband almost found out,

" his wife said.

"So that means I didn't find anything, it's okay! My little beauty, did you miss me? I missed you so much, your pretty little face, your fair and tender body, your tight little pussy, it felt so good gripping my cock..."

"Brother Yang, stop talking! I feel really bad for my husband!"

"Hehe, when you're being fucked to the point of ecstasy by my cock, you won't feel bad for him anymore... Why don't you come over here and let me fuck you again!"

"You big pervert!"

"Hey, don't you like perverts? You were calling me 'good brother, good brother' so sweetly when I was on top of you just now... Little darling, you haven't answered me yet, is my semen tasty?"

"...Mmm...tasty..." My wife's voice started to sound a little dazed.

"Do you want to swallow my cock and eat my semen again in the future?"

"Mmm...yes..."

...

Listening to my usually beautiful and dignified wife's lewd and obscene conversation with another man, I was horrified to find that I wasn't particularly angry, but rather felt a perverted excitement. The image that wouldn't leave my mind was of my beautiful wife, her snow-white body completely naked, being fucked mercilessly by another man with a hard, throbbing penis. Then there was the image of her, her eyes glazed over, her cherry lips parted, swallowing another man's penis, letting the semen shoot into her mouth, and then drinking it… "Okay, Yang, stop talking. My husband might be back soon!" came my wife's voice through the earpiece, now clearing her head.

I checked my watch; I'd been out for over an hour.

As soon as I entered the house, I heard my wife's sweet voice: "Honey, why were you gone for so long? I was worried sick!"

"Uh, I ran into a friend…"

Before I could finish, my wife's warm body pressed against me. She hugged me, her snow-white face tilted back, her red lips pressed against mine. I think she'd been aroused by the lewd words on the phone.

I kissed my wife, my tongue plunging into her smooth mouth, sucking her saliva. Suddenly, I remembered that just a few hours earlier, another man's ugly, hard, engorged penis had been thrust into this sexy, alluring little mouth, ejaculating thick, white semen inside. I could even almost taste the distinctive fishy smell of male semen in my wife's mouth. A perverse pleasure surged through my body, and my penis instantly swelled to its peak!

I scooped my wife up and rushed into the bedroom, quickly stripping her naked and stripping myself completely naked as well. I parted my wife's snow-white, delicate thighs; her pink, alluring little cunt was already dripping with lustful fluid. I knew this was the result of that other man teasing her on the phone. I felt a mixture of aches and stimulation, burying my head between her snow-white legs, greedily sucking up her lustful fluid. Imagining that just a few hours earlier, another man had forcefully inserted his penis into this tender, pink cunt that was originally entirely mine, I was excited to the extreme, and my penis swelled to its peak! I stood by the bed, lifted my wife's thighs, letting her smooth, jade-like legs drape over my shoulders. I pressed my throbbing, almost bursting penis against her tender vaginal opening, and with a powerful thrust, plunged my entire penis into her vagina… My wife immediately surrendered, moaning and calling out ecstatically, stimulating me to thrust repeatedly. After over two hundred thrusts, I let out a long cry, ejaculating deep into my wife's tender vagina.

My wife also reached orgasm, her eyes glazed, her fair face even more beautiful and alluring. I held my wife's fair, tender body, gently kneading her two snow-white breasts, as tender as jelly. My wife breathed heavily, her mouth slightly open. I gently stroked her sexy red lips with my fingers, as if I could see her little mouth filled with someone else's semen. I quickly became erect again.

I rolled over and straddled her upper body, pressing my penis against her lips. My wife had performed oral sex with me before, but she didn't particularly enjoy it, and she wouldn't let me ejaculate in her mouth, let alone drink it. But today, the thought of her giving another man oral sex and drinking his semen filled me with both anger and excitement, and I was determined to give her little mouth a good good fucking.

My wife cooperated by swallowing my penis, and I noticed that her oral sex skills had become incredibly proficient. No doubt, her lover had trained her. Thinking about this, my heart ached. Was that other man closer to her than her husband? Would she do anything so vulgar and despicable for that lewd man?

But the more I thought about it, the stronger the perverse pleasure became. With my wife's tongue skillfully licking my glans, urethral opening, and coronal sulcus, my penis grew increasingly swollen, throbbing in her warm, moist mouth. My wife gave me a seductive look, then deeply swallowed my entire penis. My God, she really had mastered it! Even prostitutes didn't have her skill! I cupped her face and began to thrust actively, using her mouth as a vagina, each thrust plunging my glans into the tender flesh of her throat. It was so stimulating! I didn't last long before I ejaculated all my semen into her mouth.

I pulled my limp penis out of her mouth, but didn't move. I watched her intently, wondering if she would spit out or swallow my semen. My wife, with semen in her mouth, hesitated, seemingly considering getting out of bed to spit it out. I was furious. Was my own semen less valuable than that of a lover?! I slapped her on the head and said, "Don't spit it out, drink it!"

My wife looked at me with some surprise, then smiled at me, and then closed her mouth, swallowing the entire mouthful of semen!

Today, my wife had already drunk the semen of two men. At that moment, I felt as if I had X-ray vision, watching my semen begin in my wife's mouth, travel down her throat and esophagus, and slowly slide into her stomach, mixing with the semen of Yang Jianquan that she had swallowed just hours earlier… At this moment, I realized that the anger in my heart had almost subsided. Looking at my wife's beautiful face, her fair and delicate body, she was as beautiful as an elf. I thought I would never let her leave me, even if she slept with other men outside, experiencing ecstasy with another man behind my back! As I always did, I gently lifted my wife's two delicate, jade-like feet and put them in my mouth, sucking on her jade-like toes and licking her white, tender insteps.

I have a severe foot fetish. Several years ago, when I was pursuing my wife, I was initially attracted to her beauty, and the pursuit was quite arduous.

After all, Xiaojing was a very beautiful girl, and countless men were interested in her. Just when I was about to give up, I had a chance to see her pair of slender, white, and beautiful feet in their entirety. At that moment, I made up my mind to overcome all obstacles and, after much hardship, finally won her heart. Some say that there is one beautiful girl among a hundred women, but only one in ten thousand women is beautiful and has a pair of perfect feet! I encountered such a rare beauty, how could I let her go?

At first, my wife didn't object to me playing with her feet, but she objected to me putting them in my mouth and licking them, and she was unwilling to engage in foot fetish with me because she felt it was a bit perverted. But later, my obsession with her tender feet moved her, and she no longer objected to my ever-evolving foot fetish.

Sucking on my wife's pair of alluring, jade-white, and delicate feet, I secretly made a decision: I wouldn't let such a stunning beauty as my wife leave me, not even for her captivating body and snow-white feet. Besides, I was more confident than that Yang Jianquan; in terms of looks, ability, and wealth, I was no less than him, perhaps even slightly better. My wife was probably just confused for a moment; she would see things clearly and slowly reclaim her heart.

I grabbed my wife's pair of tender white feet and rubbed my penis between them. This was my favorite foot fetish game with my wife; she had gradually gotten used to it and found pleasure in it. As my glans pressed against various parts of her tender feet, she began to moan again.

Looking at my gentle and beautiful wife, I was completely baffled: what exactly did she see in Yang Jianquan that made her willing to betray her loving husband? Could it be that his penis is bigger? That's hard to say; I've heard that women find it hard to resist a man who desires them and has a huge penis! I could almost see Yang Jianquan, his enormous penis thrusting into my wife's tender little cunt, ravaging her snow-white, alluring body! Another strange pleasure enveloped my entire body, my penis hardened again, and I pounced on my wife's naked, snow-white body, inserting it into her wet little hole… Because I had already ejaculated twice, this time I played for a long time, thrusting for thirty or forty minutes before finally climaxing deep inside my wife's vagina. I held my wife's delicate body and lay down. My wife said to me, "Honey, you were amazing today!" and then fell into a deep sleep. But I couldn't sleep, my mind racing for a long time before finally drifting off.

＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊

The next day at work, my heart started to feel heavy again; the emotions that had gradually eased the night before seemed to have vanished. Deep down, I still can't accept the reality of my wife's infidelity. One moment I think about confronting her and her lover, then going our separate ways, but I can't bear to let her leave me. The next moment I want to have a serious talk with her, to persuade her to change her mind, but I really don't know how to bring it up. I'm stuck in this cycle, incredibly frustrated. What's even more troubling is that I'm actually feeling a strange excitement about it. Last night was the most intense time we've ever had sex; I even ejaculated three times – something we've never done since we got married. I know perfectly well that it's the imagery of my wife passionately having sex with another man that's stimulating my erections.

Am I just a man who enjoys being cuckolded? I can't help but feel utterly ashamed of myself.

This afternoon, a partner company from another province came to discuss business. They're a long-time client, and we've been working together on communication equipment for over ten years. The person leading the delegation this time is one of their vice presidents; I've met him a few times already, and we're quite familiar with each other. At the negotiation meeting, I skillfully introduced the product's performance and demonstrated it on-site, leaving the technical managers from the other side nodding in approval. I originally studied engineering and was a key member of the technical department two years ago. It was the boss who, against all odds, transferred me to the sales department, so my introduction and demonstration were naturally much more professional than those of the average salesperson.

The contract renewal was settled without any suspense. Next, they revealed their intention to enter the surveillance equipment market, which happened to be our company's new business. So, I gave another eloquent presentation, and the vice president and his entourage were quite interested. After carefully reviewing the quotation, they immediately said they would consult with the company that evening, and if it was suitable, they would sign a letter of intent. This was already quite promising, because this vice president had considerable influence in their company. As we were about to go to dinner after the negotiations, the boss, when they weren't looking, gestured a "five" to me. Five points! That meant setting the sales commission at five percent or less. The boss and I had already developed a very good understanding on this aspect.

On the way to dinner at the hotel, the boss deliberately said he needed to sign a document first, and I subtly invited the vice president into my car. In the car, I mentioned that the new cooperation would proceed as usual. The vice president exhaled a puff of smoke and said no problem, but this time there needed to be one more person. I naturally understood what he meant: originally two people, three points; now three people, four or five points—within the boss's requirements. I pretended to ponder for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll make the decision. I'll talk to our boss." The vice president patted me happily and said, "Brother, you're a really straightforward guy." During

dinner, the vice president set the policy, ordering a few people from his side, plus me, for a bottle of wine per person. I was delighted. I have a huge capacity for alcohol, and my friendship with the vice president started at the dinner table, but he'd never been a match for me in several drinking contests. It seemed he was prepared this time, perhaps with a sense of revenge. However, today I was happy about work, but my wife's situation was weighing heavily on my mind, and I wanted to get drunk, so I immediately accepted the challenge. At the dinner table, I accepted all offers and took the initiative, leaving the PR team feeling neglected. Before I knew it, I had thoroughly outdone several of their heavy drinkers. I downed two bottles of strong liquor by myself; though still sober, my stomach was rebelling. The next activity was, of course, a nightclub, but I felt I couldn't go, so I apologized to the boss and the other party.

As soon as they left, I went to the bathroom and vomited. On the way home, I stopped and vomited again before finally feeling better when I got home. My wife knew I had been drinking but didn't say anything; she knows the nature of my work. She simply poured me a glass of honey water and sat beside me with concern. Looking at my beautiful and gentle wife, I felt a pang of emotion. After a shower, I made love to my wife in bed, feeling exhausted, and then fell asleep.

The next day, the contract and letter of intent were successfully signed. The boss was overjoyed; it was his idea to work on the surveillance equipment, although the company had some reservations. With this cooperation agreement, he felt much more confident. Although it was only an intention to cooperate, based on the company's good reputation, years of cooperative relationship, and a very reasonable price, both he and I were very confident that we could succeed. This was a multi-million dollar order! After instructing the public relations department to take the clients to a few nearby tourist attractions, the boss excitedly patted me on the shoulder:

"Good lad, you're really something! I knew I hadn't misjudged you! Did you get through last night?"

He knew I could hold my liquor, but it was the first time he'd seen me drink like that yesterday. He naturally assumed I was risking everything for the company's benefit. His question was genuinely out of concern.

I've fully recovered. However, I wouldn't dare drink like that again; the feeling of vomiting until I was dizzy and disoriented isn't pleasant. Once or twice, it's not a big deal because I'm young and healthy, but drinking like that all the time would surely knock me out. I just smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just drank a little too much, and I'm still a bit dizzy!"

The boss pondered for a moment and said, "There's nothing else today. Go back and rest. Don't come in this afternoon or tomorrow. Have your subordinates handle those minor matters."

Back in the office, it was almost time to leave the early shift, so I prepared to go to the company cafeteria for lunch. My home is closer to my wife's company, only a five or six-minute walk. But hers is farther away; it takes me at least half an hour to drive there, and even longer if there's traffic.

When we first got married, I would go home to have lunch with my wife every day. But after a few days, I found that I was spending all my time commuting, so I told her that I wouldn't go home for lunch anymore. We both had company cafeterias, so meals weren't a problem. My wife also felt that it was too tiring for me to keep going like that. So, we started leaving early and coming home late, and my wife would occasionally go home for a nap, since it was close to home.

Just as I was about to leave my office, the listening device in my pocket vibrated. I immediately went back to my desk and put on the earpiece.

I had overheard several of my wife's phone calls since yesterday, all to friends, nothing unusual. My wife doesn't usually call for no reason. But this time the content was different; I heard Yang Jianquan's voice on the other end, and my heart jumped.

"Jingjing, I'm near your house now, come back quickly!"

Then came my wife's voice: "Don't stand at my door, stand further away. Wait a few minutes after I open the door and go inside, then come knocking again and I'll open the door for you."

"Your husband won't be back for lunch, will he?"

My wife paused for a moment, "...No, he's far away, he doesn't even come back for lunch. What? Are you scared?"

"Scared of what! To die under a peony flower is to die romantically, even as a ghost. Darling, come quickly, I can't take it anymore, just thinking about your snow-white and delicate body makes my lustful mind go haywire!"

"You lecherous devil! Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

...

I immediately ran downstairs, opened the car door and got in. I had just started the car when my wife called: "Honey, what are you doing?"

"Just got off work, about to go eat."

"Busy today?"

"Just like any other day. What? Is something wrong? Do you want me to come over?"

"Nothing, just worried about you, so I called. You drank too much yesterday, you must eat well. Take a nap in the office at noon, cover yourself with some clothes. I won't be home for lunch today, something came up at the company..."

I hung up the phone casually, my face darkening. If I hadn't overheard the call, I would have been incredibly touched.

But now, I sneered inwardly.

The traffic wasn't too bad today, and I drove really fast, so I got home in less than half an hour.

I quietly opened the door and went into the living room, where I heard a familiar woman's moans coming from the guest bedroom. The guest bedroom door wasn't closed tightly, so I quietly went over and carefully peeked through the crack. What I saw made my head go "boom".

The beautiful, snow-white wife lay naked on her back on the edge of the bed. Her pink silk breasts had been removed and tossed onto her fair and sexy abdomen. Her two delicate, high-set breasts, like jade cups, were wet with moisture, gleaming with a lascivious sheen. Her two fair, delicate legs were raised high, her small panties hanging on her snow-white calves, and her removed sheer stockings were casually placed at the base of her

snow-white thighs, a section draped over the bed. In front of her, a man, stripped down to his underwear, knelt on one knee, his head between her snow-white legs, licking them. The man's hands supported her fair, white legs, which were raised high, and her two delicate feet were tense with pleasure, her curled toes like ten beautiful pearls, a lascivious and alluring sight. My beautiful and alluring wife, as the man continued to lick and caress her, her slender, snow-white waist swayed gently, her eyes half-closed, her cherry lips slightly parted, emitting captivating moans… Although I was certain my wife was having an affair, and had imagined countless times the scene of her making love with another man, nothing could compare to the visual impact of witnessing my beautiful wife making love with another man . A perverse pleasure surged uncontrollably, and my lower body began to erect. Two voices were arguing in my mind. A rational voice told me: Rush in and stop them!

Catch this adulterous couple red-handed! The other, devilish voice kept advising me: Don't go in. Your beautiful wife is having sex with another man, aren't you excited watching? Don't go in and disturb them!

In the end, the devil triumphed over reason. Now I was only worried that they would discover me if I stood at the door for too long. I suddenly remembered that there was a window between my guest bedroom and study, with curtains on both sides, but usually only one side was drawn. I glanced to the side and found that the curtains on the bedroom side were open, while only the curtains on the study side were drawn. I tiptoed into the study, gently pulled up a chair, and sat by the window. Just as I was about to draw back the curtains, I remembered that I'd taken a set of the company's latest security cameras home a few days ago to study; they were right next to me. I picked them up quietly. The camera lens was only the size of a button, designed for covert filming.

I carefully turned on the camera, attached it to the windowpane, and connected the other end to an open high-definition hard drive DV. I didn't really understand why I did this; it was purely instinct.

Carefully prying open a crack in the curtains, I was immediately confronted with the lewd scene of my beautiful wife making love with a man.

I could clearly see Yang Jianquan's mouth pressed against my wife's tender, alluring labia minora, sucking on the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina. He would occasionally move his tongue upwards, licking her already erect clitoris.

Every time he licked his wife's clitoris, her snow-white body trembled slightly, and her vaginal fluids gushed out. Yang Jianquan quickly opened his mouth to catch them, swallowing them greedily. This continued for

more than ten minutes. Then Yang Jianquan stood up, stroking his wife's snow-white thighs with satisfaction, and said, "Jingjing, your vaginal fluids are so plentiful, and so fragrant and sweet, they're so delicious! The vaginal fluids of a beauty like you are a great tonic for men. I'm so jealous of your husband, he can drink your sweet vaginal juices every day, while I can only sneak around and drink my fill!"

Hearing this, I felt a little ashamed, because I had never licked my wife's vulva so carefully before; each time I licked, it never lasted more than a minute. The main thing that touched my wife's alluring genitals was my penis.

Perhaps during her illicit affair with her lover, she overheard him mentioning how her husband had given her unusual stimulation. Upon hearing this, her snow-white body trembled again, and clear vaginal fluid flowed from her alluring vulva. She murmured, "Brother Yang, you love to drink Jingjing's vaginal fluid, so Jingjing will give you more..."

Yang Jianquan quickly reached between his wife's white thighs, scooped up the vaginal fluid with both hands, drank most of it, and gently smeared the rest on her two raised, snow-white feet. He lewdly said, "Jingjing, the vaginal fluid of a beauty like you is a treasure. I can't be too selfish; let your white little feet drink some of your vaginal fluid too! You know, for jade feet, a woman's vaginal fluid and a man's semen are the best nourishment. Feeding them more vaginal fluid and semen regularly will make your jade feet more and more translucent, white, and alluring..."

Watching this lewd and erotic scene, my penis was already throbbing so hard it was about to burst out of my pants!

At this moment, Yang Jianquan lowered his wife's two jade-like legs, took off his underwear, and a swollen penis sprang out. I estimated its length to be about eighteen centimeters, similar to mine. However, this penis had a unique shape, with a large glans and bulging veins, like an old tree covered with vines! Although unwilling, I had to admit that, for the same size penis, Yang Jianquan's penis was much more attractive to women than mine. Coupled with his patience and skill in serving women, no wonder his usually beautiful and dignified wife would willingly betray her husband and commit adultery with him, allowing his ferocious penis to penetrate her snow-white and tender flesh without restraint!

Yang Jianquan lewdly said, "Beauty, my penis hasn't touched another woman since it ejaculated in your mouth the day before yesterday. It's been missing you. Look how swollen it is. Come, beauty, touch it!

"

His wife struggled to raise her upper body, slowly sitting up, and one of her snow-white and slender hands grasped the man's penis and began to stroke it.

"Oh..."

Yang Jianquan gasped.

"Jingjing, is your brother's penis pretty?"

"No, not at all. It's scary!" His wife looked up at Yang Jianquan seductively, stroking his penis with her jade hand while speaking in a coquettish tone.

"Then do you like this scary penis?"

"Yes, I like it..."

"Why do you like it? It's so scary!"

"Because...because it feels so good inside me!"

"Do you want your brother's scary penis inside you?"

"Yes..."

"Then kiss it first!"

His wife obediently lowered her head, first taking Yang Jianquan's large glans into her mouth, gently licking it, and then slowly swallowing the entire penis little by little... Seeing this, I couldn't help but pull out my penis from my pants and start masturbating.

"My beautiful wife is giving another man oral sex, and I, as her husband, can only masturbate!" I thought sadly. But this thought only made my penis even harder!

At this moment, while enjoying my wife's wonderful oral sex, Yang Jianquan's hands reached down to grasp and knead her snow-white, tender breasts, making sounds of pleasure as he breathed heavily.

"Oh... Jingjing, your little mouth is so wonderful, it feels so good to suck my cock... Oh... the head of my penis is touching your throat, Jingjing's throat is so delicate, oh... every part of a beautiful woman is so delicate..."

After performing oral sex for a while, Yang Jianquan had his wife lie down, her snow-white legs spread wide, his erect penis pressed against her tender vulva, the head of his penis rubbing against the tender flesh of her inner thighs, her delicate pubic area, and her clitoris.

"Jingjing, I'm going to fuck your little tender cunt, okay?"

"...Okay, come in quickly... um... it feels so good..." My wife was completely aroused, her body writhing.

“Jingjing, my beauty, I’m going to fuck you until you’re in ecstasy! Now, use your tender, beautiful body to receive the assault of my big cock!” Yang Jianquan said, thrusting his hips hard, his cock penetrating deep into his wife’s tender, luscious cunt!

“Ah…” His wife let out a long, pitiful cry, her snow-white body trembling.

It wasn’t her own trembling, but the trembling caused by Yang Jianquan’s rapid, vigorous thrusting! Breasts and buttocks swayed… Gradually, I could no longer hear what my wife and Yang Jianquan were saying; I just stared intently at this incredibly lewd scene, perversely enjoying the pleasure that came from watching my beautiful wife having sex with another man so intensely before my eyes. My cock grew harder and harder, and I kept rubbing it with my hand, masturbating frantically.

I don’t know how much time passed, but with a long, sharp cry from my wife, Yang Jianquan ejaculated inside Jingjing’s alluring body. At the same time, my semen also spurted out!

Calmed down, I stared at the scene again. Yang Jianquan, panting, got off the bed and presented his semi-erect, semen-covered penis to his wife. She opened her cherry-like mouth, swallowed it, and licked away the semen and vaginal fluid.

After resting for a while, Yang Jianquan had his wife kneel on the bed, her snow-white buttocks raised. He gently kneaded her tender buttocks and licked her delicate, alluring anus. When his tongue touched her tender anus, Xiao Jing's beautiful body trembled slightly. At the same time, my penis became erect again!

Although I had stroked Xiao Jing's anus with my fingers, I had never licked her anus. It wasn't that I thought it was dirty; in fact, I felt that no part of my wife's beautiful body was unclean.

It was just that getting her to accept my playing with her feet and engaging in foot fetish with her had already gone through a process. If I were to lick her anus as well, I felt it would make her think I was too vulgar. Besides, I wasn't as obsessed with her anus as I was with her feet.

However, when I saw Yang Jianquan licking my wife's tender anus with relish and heard Xiao Jing moan with unparalleled pleasure, I knew I was wrong.

What followed was even more astonishing, completely shattering my understanding. Yang Jianquan used his fingers to pull some of the semen he had just ejaculated into my wife's vagina, smeared it on her tender anus, and then gently pushed it all back into her rectum. He then stood up, bent over, and stood with his legs spread on either side of Xiao Jing's buttocks, supporting her snow-white buttocks with both hands. His already engorged penis pressed against her delicate anus, and he said to my wife, "Jingjing, I'm going to fuck your little chrysanthemum now!"

Just when I thought my wife would refuse in terror, my beautiful wife, her face flushed, turned to the man and said, "Brother Yang, be gentle."

I felt my brain short-circuit! I've seen anal sex before; those scenes in pornographic films where beautiful European and American actresses are repeatedly penetrated by large penises, their moans filled with lewdness, are commonplace. But I've always believed that Chinese women are neither suited to nor fond of anal sex, especially delicate beauties like Xiao Jing. It's not like I've never tried anal sex before. When entertaining clients, I've accompanied them to nightclubs to play with prostitutes. Sometimes, in a drunken stupor, I've even had anal sex with a few pretty girls with tender anuses. Although they moaned, their expressions showed only pain, not pleasure. I might do that with prostitutes, but how could I do it with my beloved wife? Therefore, I've never even considered inserting my penis into Xiaojing's tender anus.

To my utter astonishment, Yang Jianquan's body slowly lowered, his large glans slowly parting the delicate chrysanthemum bud and entering the anus, then inching its way in. My wife writhed her pale body, letting out cries of pain, but it was clear that these cries contained immense pleasure:

"...It hurts!...It hurts...Spare me...Brother Yang...be gentle...be gentle when you insert...Jingjing's little asshole...Brother...don't hurt it..."

"Jingjing, be good, it'll be over soon! It's such a waste not to let a man fuck your beautiful, tender little asshole!

The last few times you were a little in pain at first, but soon you were having so much fun! Oh..." Yang Jianquan remained unmoved, slowly inserting his penis all the way into my wife's tender rectum. He paused for a moment, watching as the expression on his wife's face began to relax, and then began to slowly thrust in and out.

Watching helplessly as my beautiful wife's tender anus was ruthlessly occupied by another man's thick, swollen penis, my heart ached terribly! I regretted not discovering the potential of Xiaojing's anus sooner, not enjoying her tender rectum sooner, so that it would be taken advantage of by another man. My lower body was getting increasingly swollen, and I took out my penis from my pants again and began to masturbate.

Yang Jianquan gradually increased the speed of his thrusting into his wife's tender anus, and his wife's originally stiff, snow-white body began to relax, and her cries of pain gradually turned into moans of pleasure:

“Mmm…mmm…brother…your…all in…my ass…it’s completely full…mmm…so good…”

“Beauty, your asshole is so tender and feels so good! It feels even better than fucking your tender cunt! Oh…Jingjing’s little rectum is so tender, it’s making my cock feel amazing!”

“…Mmm…Jingjing’s little asshole is about to be broken by brother…mmm…so comfortable…my little asshole feels so comfortable…brother…it feels so good…ah…ah…”

Yang Jianquan’s cock was thrusting faster and faster into his wife’s tender anus, his testicles constantly hitting her white and tender buttocks, making rapid “slap slap” sounds. The thrusting of his cock in her tender anus gradually made a “gurgling” sound. I looked closely and could hardly believe my eyes.

From Jingjing’s anus, amber liquid was being squeezed out by the cock, flowing down her white and tender buttocks, forming several lewd streams. Intestinal fluid! Jingjing, my beautiful wife, actually had intestinal fluid produced by Yang Jianquan’s anal rape!

In Western pornographic films, it's common to see beautiful white actresses being anally raped by foreigners with large penises. After reaching peak pleasure, they would release this intestinal fluid from their anuses. I never believed that Eastern women could produce this fluid; I thought it was a Western beauty's prerogative. But now, my beautiful wife, my fair and delicate Xiaojing, was being fucked in the anus by a wild man, her anus leaking intestinal fluid! This showed that my wife was a woman capable of anal orgasms. It's said that such women are extremely rare, even in the West, naturally suited for anal sex, a man's blessing!

I had no time for heartache or regret; this discovery already filled me with boundless excitement. The fact that another man was the one who brought my wife to anal orgasm overwhelmed me with an almost suffocating, lewd pleasure. I frantically masturbated.

At that moment, Yang Jianquan also noticed. He patted Xiaojing's fair buttocks, pulled his penis out of her rectum, squatted down, and brought his face close to Xiaojing's fair buttocks, licking the intestinal fluid.

"Don't lick...it's dirty...it's from your ass..." His wife twisted her snow-white buttocks, trying to dissuade Yang Jianquan.

"How could it be dirty? How could a beauty like Jingjing have anything dirty on her body! Haha, beauty, do you think this is poop from her anus? No, this is intestinal fluid, called Jade Intestine Soup in ancient times. It's secreted when a beautiful woman's anus is extremely pleasurable. It's a great tonic! Come on, try it yourself!"

Yang Jianquan said, smearing some Jade Intestine Soup from her buttocks with his finger and putting it into Xiao Jingying's mouth.

"Is it delicious? This is something good that comes from your beautiful tender anus!"

"Hmm...brother likes it, so eat more..."

Yang Jianquan put his mouth to Xiao Jingying's tender anus, and with a "whoosh," sucked all the Jade Intestine Soup into his mouth. He tasted it and swallowed it all, completely ignoring that his penis had just been inside, that there was still his semen in it, and even that there was still residue of Xiao Jingying's feces inside!

“Jingjing, there might be your poop in there, but it tastes really good,” Yang Jianquan whispered in his wife’s ear.

“Ah! That’s so dirty, brother, don’t eat it…”

“Didn’t I tell you? A beauty like you doesn’t have anything dirty on her! There are many men in Japan who like to eat beautiful women’s poop, it’s said to be an aphrodisiac! Jingjing, your poop must smell good too, it must taste really good!

”

Yang Jianquan’s words had an indescribable lewdness, and his wife started shaking violently, her snow-white buttocks twisting violently, her tender anus opening and closing!

“…Brother…good brother…come…come fuck Jingjing…fuck Jingjing’s little asshole…”

Yang Jianquan’s face was contorted with excitement, he straddled his wife’s body again, his hard penis, so hard it felt like the veins were about to burst, slammed into his wife’s tender anus, all the way in! Then he pounded into her like a pile driver. His wife let out excited moans.

“…Ah…Brother…fuck…fuck Jingjing’s slutty asshole…ah…brother…big cock…big cock brother…fuck me to death…big cock fuck me to death…”

The vulgar word “big cock” coming from my beautiful and elegant wife’s mouth was incredibly arousing to a man, and I couldn’t hold back any longer and ejaculated. Almost simultaneously, Yang Jianquan also let out a low cry, his cock deeply penetrating my wife’s tender anus, ejaculating deep into her rectum!

**********

The world seemed to quiet down.

Satisfied, Xiaojing nestled in Yang Jianquan—her wild man’s—army, as docile as a little white rabbit, the blush still lingering on her pretty, fair face. Yang Jianquan, embracing this alluring, snow-white body, breathed heavily with satisfaction.

After lying there for a while, my wife kissed the man beside her. She got up, got out of bed, and went to take a shower, completely naked.

Yang Jianquan didn't get up. He picked up his wife's panties, held them to his nose, and inhaled deeply. His penis became erect again. He then took his wife's sheer stockings and began masturbating, covering his penis with them.

Ten minutes later, his wife came in after showering. Her clean body was as white as jade, and she was only wrapped in a towel.

"Brother Yang, why aren't you dressed yet? We'll be late if we don't leave soon… Ah, you, you're hard again!"

"Jingjing, I've been rubbing myself for a while, but I haven't ejaculated. Help me, let me fuck you one more time, okay?

" the man said to his wife with a lewd grin.

"I just took a shower... I'll be late..."

"It's okay, I won't hold back, I'll cum as soon as possible. Let me fuck your little cunt for a while first, then I'll pull out and cum in your little mouth, so you don't have to shower again."

"You wish! You pervert!" The wife laughed and scolded, but her body obediently turned around, bent over, her jade hands on the bed, her white and tender buttocks sticking up, her snow-white and straight thighs spread apart, revealing the tempting slit between her legs.

The man was inserting his penis when he suddenly seemed to remember something and ran out quickly. Xiao Jing turned her head in confusion and saw the man running away again with a pair of high heels in his hand. It was a pair of beautiful white stilettos, which my wife and I bought together last month when we went shopping.

Yang Jianquan said to Xiao Jing:

"Jingjing, put on your high heels, stand in the same position as before, and let me fuck you!"

"You're so lewd!"

The wife laughed and scolded but obediently pulled her incredibly white and tender jade feet out of her slippers and put them into the high heels. Resuming his alluring stance, Yang Jianquan eagerly thrust his hard penis into her tender vagina!

After five or six minutes of vigorous thrusting, Yang Jianquan withdrew his penis from his wife's vagina, turned her body around, and she knelt down, her pretty face slightly tilted back, opening her cherry-like mouth to let Yang Jianquan insert his penis into her mouth, and then began to masturbate him.

After enjoying his wife's wonderful oral sex for another two minutes, the man, eager to ejaculate, sprayed into his wife's mouth. His wife looked up at him seductively, opened her mouth to show him the mouthful of white semen, then closed her mouth and swallowed it all.

His wife stood up, noticing the man staring at her blankly, and couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, haven't you seen enough yet... Ah... you're swollen again..."

Yang Jianquan's penis swelled up high again!

His wife, both amused and exasperated, said, "Brother Yang, why are you so hard to satisfy today?"

"You looked so beautiful and sexy just now... Before coming here today, I wanted to have sex with you a few more times, so I took a Viagra..."

"My God, you're already so strong, and you still eat that stuff! ...Are you crazy?" His wife's tone softened as she spoke, like a tender, loving wife to her husband.

"And that's not all! I drank a lot of your vaginal fluid and 'Jade Intestine Soup' while I was fucking you earlier; those are top-grade aphrodisiacs!" Yang Jianqiang cried, his face contorted with rage.

"Okay, Brother Yang, don't blame yourself. Tell me, where are you going to do it this time? Do you want me to drink more?"

"Jingjing, I want to fuck your tender feet, have a footjob!"

His wife smiled seductively at him, sat on the bed, pulled her snow-white, tender feet from her high heels, and stretched them out in front of the man.

The man eagerly grabbed those alluring feet, clamped his penis between them, and began to fuck her. Both of them let out soft moans.

“Jingjing, your little tender feet are absolutely gorgeous! The comfort of fucking your little tender feet is no less than fucking your pussy and asshole! Oh…”

“Brother Yang, my little feet feel strange and so good when you poke them.”

“Of course. Jade feet are also a woman’s sex organs, very sensitive… Jingjing, hurry up and moan, moan more lewdly, the more vulgar the better!

Stimulate me more, let me cum sooner!” Yang Jianquan’s face showed an urgent expression.

“How vulgar?”

“You call out ‘big cock’… call out ‘brother’s big cock’!”

“How embarrassing… how can I say that!”

“Didn’t you just moan?” “

I… I was confused by your… by you playing with me! But now…”

“Okay, Jingjing, hurry up and moan, otherwise I might play with you all afternoon and still not be able to cum!”

“Or… can I say it softly?” His wife said with a blushing face.

“Okay, Jingjing, hurry up…”

“Cock… cock… brother, brother’s big… cock…” His wife tried to say softly.

"Oh..." Hearing his elegant wife, who was in a conscious state, utter such lewd words, Yang Jianquan trembled with arousal. His enormous glans thrust hard against every part of her snow-white, tender feet.

"Brother's cock is so hard, it hurts and feels good at the same time... Brother's big cock has already penetrated all over Jingjing's body... Oh, cock... Brother, big cock brother, you have a big cock... Big cock brother... Jingjing's little cunt and little asshole are all swollen from your penetration... Now fuck Jingjing's tender feet hard!

... Brother's cock is so hard, it's going to tear Jingjing's tender feet apart! Big cock, fuck Jingjing's tender feet..."

His wife kneaded her snow-white breasts while trying to whisper lewd words as much as possible to her lover.

Although her voice was very soft, the fact that the usually beautiful and elegant Xiaojing was saying such lewd and obscene words in a conscious state had already driven Yang Jianquan mad. Of course, what they didn't know was that they had also driven their husband, who was just a window away, mad!

With the help of his beautiful wife's lewd words, Yang Jianquan finally ejaculated in extreme pleasure after fucking her tender feet for a while!

This was his fourth ejaculation, and the amount was still overwhelming. Thick white semen covered one of his wife's tender feet and was still dripping down. The man hurriedly picked up one of his wife's high heels to catch the dripping semen.

Seeing his flustered appearance, his wife suddenly smiled playfully, stretched out her other tender foot, and kicked her already slightly drooping glans a few times with her jade-like toes. Yang Jianquan's penis quickly became erect again and spurted out once more! Ejaculation has momentum!

The fifth ejaculation!

Yang Jianquan cried out in pleasure as he quickly picked up his wife's other high heel and ejaculated all the semen from the fifth ejaculation into the inside of the high heel. He then used his fingers to scoop the semen stuck to his wife's jade feet into the first high heel.

His wife said coquettishly, "You really are something! You've got it all in my shoes, it's so hard to wipe it off!"

Yang Jianquan licked his wife's snow-white, tender feet and said in an extremely lewd manner, "Don't wipe it off! Just wear them like this, and then go out to work in these semen-soaked high heels. I want your charming, white, tender feet to be soaked in my semen all day!"

"You're so perverted! You're so filthy!" His wife almost blushed.

"Didn't I tell you? Semen is the best foot care product. Soak your feet in semen a few more times, and your beautiful little feet will become even whiter and more charming!"

"Then I can't wear stockings!"

"Then don't wear them. Isn't it fashionable to wear high heels barefoot these days? Why should you always restrict your beautiful, fair feet with stockings?"

"But the semen is slippery in my shoes, and I can't walk!"

"You sit all day at work and rarely walk. I'll drive you to the company later. You get out of the car first and go inside. You don't have to walk much. Be careful not to slip. I'll go around and then go in. I'm driving a friend's car, so no one will suspect anything! Okay, I'll go get the car and drive to the entrance. Remember to wear these semen-filled high heels when you come out, or I'll be unhappy! Jingjing, be good!"

Yang Jianquan said firmly as he put on his clothes.

Reaching the door, he turned back with a wicked smile, as if remembering something: "Speaking of which, you beautiful stunner, quite a few men in the company secretly admire you. Seeing your bare, white feet in your high heels, they fantasize wildly about licking them! But who would have thought that your alluring, snow-white feet would end up soaking in my semen! Haha, so exciting!"

The man chuckled and left. His wife, still naked and wearing slippers, cleaned up the battlefield of their recent lovemaking, changed the sheets, and took her underwear, bra, and stockings into the used sheets before leaving. When she returned, she was already dressed, but without stockings, revealing her bare, white feet and a section of her snow-white calves.

She picked up a high-heeled shoe filled with Yang Jianquan's semen, smelled it, and then suddenly stuck her delicate tongue inside and licked it. She chuckled and muttered to herself, "So many tricks for playing with women!" A blush spread

across her pretty face. She pulled a pair of snow-white, jade-like feet out of her slippers and slowly slipped them into the semen-filled white stilettos. She cautiously took a few steps, then gracefully closed the door and walked out… ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ They're all gone. The adulterer is gone, and his beautiful wife is gone, leaving behind high-heeled shoes splattered with his semen. Today, her beautiful, jade-white, and delicate feet, which I cherished like treasures, will be soaking in her lover's filthy semen.

Only her beloved husband, and I, are left, torn between my inner turmoil and my desires.

Watching the lewd scenes I had just recorded, my penis became hopelessly erect again… I pulled out my wife's bra, panties, and stockings, which reeked of lust, from the washing machine. I smelled the panties and bra, and frantically rubbed my swollen penis with the stockings.

A clear fact dawned on me:

my beautiful wife could no longer be mine alone. Perhaps the only thing I could do was endure all the humiliation to keep her by my side.

(End of the first verse of "Apricot Rain")

Second verse

Foreword: First, this story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Second, please refrain from criticizing the plot for being "unrealistic," as it is inherently fictional, created out of thin air by the author—as if this doesn't violate the forum rules. Third, the male protagonist is neither me, nor you, nor him; he is merely a fictional symbol. Therefore, if you cannot accept certain plot points, please leave quietly; there's no need to leave comments like "how perverted." Fourth, after the first chapter was published, many friends gave me a lot of undeserved praise, for which I thank you! I apologize to those who have been waiting for the sequel, as I have been busy with life and many other matters lately, leaving very little time for writing. I will continue writing as soon as I have more time.

I slowly paced around the house, looking at everything inside. We bought this house before we got married. My mother insisted on giving us the money for the house, so we had a relatively generous budget for renovations. I remember back then, my wife (who was my girlfriend at the time) and I completely revamped the design plan recommended by the home improvement company. The designer was so angry he almost quit. In his eyes, our needs were "incredibly strange

." However, after the project was completed, he was completely convinced of our vision.

That night, we turned on all the lights in the house. I held my wife in my arms on the large, comfortable sofa, looking at the house we had designed with our own hands, admiring every piece of furniture that reflected our hard work. My wife rested her head on my shoulder, her fair face slightly flushed, and called me "husband" for the first time. Before that, she was always shy and wouldn't call me that. She said that at that moment, she felt like a happy princess, and I was her prince.

And that very night, I truly possessed her for the first time, shattering her vow to give herself to me only on our wedding night. Looking at my beautiful wife, her body limp and eyes half-closed from experiencing her first orgasm, and gazing at the delicate, peach-blossom-like spots of blood beneath her, I told myself, "This is the person I will protect and care for for the rest of my life. Even at the cost of my life, I will ensure she lives a happy life!"

Our first time making love was perfect, a fact I've always been secretly proud of. Actually, before that, I was a virgin myself, having never truly had sex with any woman. But I diligently studied, acquiring a wealth of theoretical knowledge through the internet and various adult films, which proved surprisingly effective with my wife, a young woman inexperienced at the time. I was initially worried about my physique, but after thorough online research, I concluded that my 18cm penis was above average for Chinese men, which put my mind at ease.

Later, I was very glad that, contrary to my wife's initial expectations, we didn't have our first time together so soon after our marriage. On our wedding day, overjoyed at having my wish fulfilled, I drank every drop of alcohol I could find, ending up completely drunk. My wife had to take care of me after the guests left, and I didn't wake up until late at night. Our wedding night was, of course, a complete mess. However, we were already an "old married couple" by then, so it didn't leave any negative impression on my wife. The next morning, we were inseparable. In her soft, breathless, and ecstatic state, my wife's last bit of unhappiness vanished. But afterward, as she rested in my arms, she made me swear I would never get drunk again… I once thought we would live happily ever after, that our life would only grow sweeter. After marriage, I worked like crazy, and my career progressed smoothly, steadily moving towards my

goal of "giving my wife a truly happy life. " But everything that happened these past two days shattered my so-called ideals like crystal struck by a heavy object. I couldn't accept the reality of my wife's infidelity, and I couldn't accept the perverse sexual reaction I had when I witnessed her and her lover's debauchery. Anger, disappointment, humiliation, shame, and a whole host of other negative emotions overwhelmed me, almost suffocating me. My home, which I used to know like my own body, suddenly felt strange. I suddenly didn't want to stay at home anymore.

Driving aimlessly through the streets, I realized I had nowhere to go. After thinking for a moment, I drove to the Jinli Hotel. The lobby manager greeted me warmly.

"Mr. Liu, hello! How can I help you?"

"I'm discussing some things with a friend, and it's inconvenient to talk at the company. I'd like a room... uh, it's a private matter."

"Understood." The lobby manager quickly went to the front desk and had the receptionist get me a key card. "Mr. Liu, just give the card to the front desk when you check out, and don't worry about anything else."

The room was a rather luxurious small suite, and the decor was more unique than the average room. I had no heart to appreciate the lobby manager's kindness. I collapsed onto the bed and started overthinking. The events of the past two days flashed through my mind like a movie, each scene like a gong banging in my head, leaving me dizzy and disoriented. I tried to get some sleep, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what. I watched TV for a while and then went online on the room computer, but I was completely distracted. The afternoon passed.

I went out and ate something haphazardly, then bought some sleeping pills at the pharmacy. Back in the room, I thought for a moment and sent my wife a message saying I had to go on a business trip and wouldn't be back for a day or two, and wouldn't be home that night. Then I took a sleeping pill and lay down. I needed a good night's sleep, or I felt like I was going to have a mental breakdown. A little while later, my wife replied, telling me to be careful on the road and take care of myself while I was away. Her words were full of concern, but I really didn't know if she truly felt that way. She had been moaning and groaning from being fucked by her lover's huge penis at noon; how could she possibly care about her husband? I wanted to reply to a message, but after pondering for a while, I couldn't figure out how to write it, so I simply didn't reply. I watched TV aimlessly, and as I thought about it, the medication took effect, making me drowsy, but

I didn't fall asleep until almost eleven o'clock. When I woke up, it was almost noon the next day; I calculated that I had slept for more than ten hours! I considered going to the company, but I really couldn't muster the interest to work. I slowly walked to the riverbank and watched some old men fishing for the entire afternoon. I kept thinking about how to deal with the problems I was facing. I was angry that my wife had cheated on me, worried about the consequences if outsiders found out, and even more ashamed of the perverse excitement I felt deep down. I racked my brains but couldn't find a solution, and the more I thought about it, the more distressed I became. Suddenly, I wanted to talk to someone, so I took out my phone and fiddled with it for a long time, but couldn't think of anyone to talk to. On a whim, I dialed a number.

"Brother Liu, you're so free to call me today!" a sweet voice came from the other end of the line.

"Xiaoyu, I'm at the Jinli Hotel now. Are you free? Come keep me company!"

"Sure. I'll be right there. Wait for me."

Xiaoyu is a hostess at the Jinli Nightclub. The Jinli Nightclub at the Jinli Hotel rarely has prostitutes; most of the girls are regulars, not only high-quality but also undergoing regular checkups, making it relatively safe. Therefore, the Jinli Nightclub is a well-known place for men to relax in the city. I met Xiaoyu over a year ago. She's beautiful, has fair skin, and a good personality. Later, when I entertained guests, I would almost always call her beforehand to keep them company, to the point that some guests thought she was my mistress. Actually, I never contacted her except when entertaining guests.

We went out together more than ten times, and she seemed quite fond of me. Every time we got to the room, she would shower before letting me have sex with her, and she was very compliant in bed. Several times she asked me to stay overnight, but I always felt guilty towards my wife, so I always went home, no matter how late it was.

"Ding-dong..." The room bell rang. I opened the door, and Xiaoyu walked in with a smile. She was wearing a short, tight white tank top that accentuated her firm, not-so-small breasts, revealing her alluring navel. She wore denim shorts, exposing her long, slender, white legs.

She came in and sat down beside me, saying,

"Brother, I've taken a shower, I'm all clean..."

This little vixen was already making blatant advances. But I wasn't really in the mood right now; I only called her over because I was lonely and wanted someone to talk to. Xiaoyu slowly helped me take off my pants, and gently stroked my limp penis with her fair, delicate hand. A wave of pleasure washed over me, and suddenly I didn't want to talk anymore. In my mind's eye, Xiaoyu seemed to transform into my wife, Liu Jing, the woman who cheated on me with another man.

I wanted to punish her, to fuck her hard!

Soon, my penis was rock hard! When Xiaoyu took the initiative to put her two large, snow-white, full breasts into my mouth one after another, I lost myself and pushed her down beneath me… That night, I fucked Xiaoyu until late at night, three times in total, until she was gushing with juices. My sexual desire was greatly satisfied, and my mood calmed down.

The next day at noon, I took Xiaoyu to a Western restaurant for lunch. On the way out, we passed a mobile phone store, and on a whim, I went in and bought her the same phone I had given my wife a few days earlier. Xiaoyu was overjoyed and hugged and kissed me repeatedly.

Looking at the phone in Xiaoyu's hand, exactly the same as my wife's, I felt a faint sense of vengeful pleasure!

************

The vibrator hadn't responded for two days. It used to vibrate frequently, but all I heard were calls from my wife and friends, or work-related calls, which was incredibly annoying. Later, I set it to only listen to Yang Jianquan's number. I took out the listening device and carefully checked it, confirming there were no mistakes. A glimmer of hope rose in my heart—had they stopped seeing each other? But then I remembered they worked in the same department; they wouldn't necessarily contact each other by phone, and my heart sank again.

There wasn't much going on at the company in the afternoon, so I left early to go home. I had just sat down for a while when the listening device responded. My wife's and Yang Jianquan's familiar voices came through the earpiece. It turned out Yang Jianquan had been transferred to a branch office in another city and left yesterday. No wonder he had been clinging to my wife and sleeping with her the past two days, and he had been so reckless when he was raping her.

Today, his words on the phone weren't as lewd as last time, but they were still obscene and repulsive. However, my wife's tone was calmer, lacking that coquettishness. This made me feel a little better.

Perhaps having vented my frustrations on Xiaoyu's body, I can now think more calmly about how to deal with the current problem. I don't want to resort to violence, because that won't solve anything. Should I confront Yang Jianquan and my wife? But what would happen after that? Judging from their behavior in bed, my wife definitely wasn't raped. If I were to be blunt, I would only be humiliating myself. Besides, deep down, I still miss Xiaojing. The key is to keep her heart with me. Around

six o'clock in the afternoon, my wife also came home. Seeing me, she looked delighted: "Honey, you're back!"

"Yes, things went fairly smoothly, so I came back this afternoon." I tried my best to appear happy.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing that I didn't look well, my wife placed her hand on my forehead and asked with concern.

"A little... I'm exhausted these past few days."

"Honey, take a rest, I'll go make you some food!" My wife kissed me on the cheek and went into the kitchen to busy herself.

My wife's cooking skills aren't superb, but they suit my taste perfectly. Today she made my favorite braised shrimp and stir-fried tofu with chives, serving me food with a radiant smile. A warm feeling welled up inside me, and I thought to myself, no matter what, my wife still cares about me as much as before. As long as she stops herself from going astray, I won't pursue the matter any further.

That evening, I fondled and played with my wife's beautiful, clean, and tender feet. I don't know if it was just my imagination, but it seemed that Xiaojing's feet, soaked in semen, were even whiter and smoother. Perhaps a man's semen really is a nourishing agent for a woman's feet! Looking at my wife's beautiful face and snow-white body, and thinking about how her creamy feet had been soaking in another man's semen all day, I felt both humiliated and excited, my penis throbbing high! Holding my wife's delicate feet, my hard, throbbing penis thrust in and out of her tender toes, causing her to moan softly.

"Husband... hurry... give it to me... I want it so badly down there..."

I lifted my wife's snow-white body, positioning her on the bed in a kneeling position. I knelt behind her, my hands caressing her round, white buttocks, my erect penis rubbing against her wet vaginal opening.

"...Mmm... husband... hurry and put it in... I want it!" my wife whispered, twisting her slender waist.

I couldn't resist any longer. I gripped her white buttocks with both hands, thrusting my hips forward. With a "squelch," my penis slid in to the hilt. My wife's snow-white legs trembled, and she cried out softly, "Ah..."

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/51373.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=51373&aspx=1

Previous Page : Ecstasy

Next Page : My Past with the Bathhouse Owner (Parts 1-2)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Apricot Rain Chapters 1-4

comment Open a new window to view comments